

Song
On Empty
Ollifax
•3:38•148 BPM•D•indie•inspirationalEXPLICIT
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On Empty is a raw, unflinching portrait of pushing past total exhaustion — the kind that lives in the body and the bones. Sparse, hammer-blow lyrics trace a march that should have ended miles back, held together by shared weight and something that refuses to quit. It hits like a long breath finally let out.
Musical Details
BPM
148
Key
D
Camelot
Dm
Credits
ComposerOllifax
LyricistOllifax
ProducerPeter Jaffray
MixingOllifax
MasteringOllifax
Copyright & Legal
Ollifax Music
PublisherOllifax Music
LabelOllifax Music
LicenseAll Rights Reserved
Recorded inThe Arctic
Lyrics
On empty. On empty. All this way. On empty. Pack drops. Dust lifts. Hands hang. Can't grip. Head down. Look round. Same stare. No sound. I know. We know. Ran out Miles ago. Still walked. Still went. Long way Past spent. Nothing left. Back then. Nothing left. Still went. Look how far. Look how far. How the fuck. All this way. On empty. All this way. On empty. Went deep. Went dark. Kept feet moving. Past the last spark. Look at us. We made it. Fucking made it. All this way. On empty. Made it. Made it. Fucking made it. On empty. On empty. All this way. That look. Same thought. Can't be Where we got. Check twice. Still true. Sky above. Whole way through. One grin. Head shakes. I crack. Chest aches. Laugh hard. No sound. Both hands On the ground. Past the hill. Past the bend. Past the point We thought we'd end. Past the hill. Past the bend. Here we fucking stand. All this way. On empty. All this way. On empty. Went deep. Went dark. Kept feet moving. Past the last spark. Look at us. We made it. Fucking made it. All this way. On empty. Went deep. Went dark. On empty. Made it. Went deep. Went dark. On empty. Made it. Knees shake. Can't rise. Whole march In our eyes. My weight. Passed back. Next hands. Same pack. No one Had enough. Somehow It added up. I see What it took. All there. One look. I nearly stopped. We all did. I kept going. We all did. Can't say how. Can't say how. Look at us now. All this way. On empty. All this way. On empty. Went deep. Went dark. Kept feet moving. Past the last spark. Look at us. We made it. Fucking made it. All this way. On empty. Strap loose. Jaw stiff. All that brass. Burnt wrist. Pass it. Hydrate. Head back. Eyes closed. Feel that. Let it. We did. We did. We made it. We made it. Fucking made it. All this way. On empty. All this way. On empty. Went deep. Went dark. Kept feet moving. Past the last spark. Look at us. We made it. Fucking made it. All this way. On empty. Pack down. Dust settles. Same look. Still can't. All this way. On empty.
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